Swish-

The moment the old master raised his arm, a dazzling golden beam burst out, covering the entire audience with the old master as the center.

"ah!!!"

Several screams rang out.

A golden light disappeared, and the old master stood among a group of monks lying on the ground, crying bitterly, with a smile on his face.

People and animals are harmless, but in the eyes of a group of monks, this look seems to be more terrifying than a devil.

tread--

Stepping on—

The old master passed over the monks and walked towards the Shaolin Sect step by step.

“It’s really… rude!

Even though he didn't even open the door. In the future, this place was a business that started the door. Look at the current traffic of people, tsk... the door is deserted!"

The old master stood under the steps of the Shaolin Sect's small gate, narrowed his eyes slightly, then raised his arms slightly, and a golden light rushed out.

The temple gate shattered, instantly alarming everyone in the temple.

"Who dares to destroy my Shaolin Mountain Gate? Do you want to do the entire Shaolin?" With a loud shout, the first building of the Damo Academy rushed out.

"Amitabha!"

With the Buddha's name Gaosong, all the monks of the Shaolin generation, Xuan-like generation came out.

The leader is not someone else, but Abbot Xuanci.

"Who is the Taoist priest? What are you doing? I don't know where I offended the Taoist priest in Shaolin and want to destroy my mountain gate?" Xuanci looked at the old master.

At the same time, I couldn't help but think in my heart: "Although this person seems to be old and can be blown down by a gust of wind, he can pass the mountain guard monk at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.

Martial arts must be not a general person, so you need to be treated with caution."

At this moment, the old master spoke and smiled and said, "The old Taoist Zhang Zhiwei, I came here to ask for something, but the young people at the foot of the mountain were too rude.

Thinking of Shaolin, the temple is deep and the courtyard is large, the old Taoist can only recruit the abbot and others in addition to this second volume."

"That won't destroy my mountain gate."

Xuan Ji, the head of the precepts academy next to him, shouted loudly. He had always had a good temper, but at this moment he couldn't help but get angry when he saw the mountain gate being destroyed by this old Taoist.

"It's a last resort." said the old master.

"You..." Xuan Ji was still planning to say something, but was stopped by Xuan Ci and said, "What's the matter with Taoist look? If we can do it, we will do our best."

"Well, the old Taoist wants to enter the Sutra Library of the Temple and read various martial arts books. I hope the abbot can do it. When he leaves, the old Taoist will inevitably attach the money for incense and oil and the classics he practices.

At the same time, it is guaranteed that the Shaolin martial arts classics will not be leaked."

The old master said.

Wow—

Hearing the words of the old master, the Shaolin disciples behind Xuan Ci were upset. Even the heads changed their faces, and Abbot Xuan Ci also looked cold.

In the world, let alone coveting other martial arts classics, even if you rashly inquire about the other party’s martial arts methods, it is a great taboo.

The old Taoist priest came to the door and asked to read the martial arts books in the Sutra Pavilion. This was already his provocation.

"Shaolin had no intention of fighting with others, but the tree wanted to be quiet but the wind did not stop. Since the Taoist priest insisted on this, I could only meet with the Taoist priest!"

After saying that, Xuan Ci gave a gift, recited the Buddha's name with a high voice, and the Buddhist beads in his hand came out of his hand, turning into a qi force to hit the old master's chest.

"Oh, I still have to do it."

Shaking his head, the old master looked at the flying Buddhist beads but was unmoved.

Bang-

Just when the Buddhist beads were less than an arm away from the old master, the Buddhist beads just stretched out two fingers and pinched the Buddhist beads in his hand.

Click—

Bang—

With a broken sound, the Buddhist beads instantly turned into powder.

Whoosh-

At this time, Abbot Xuanci's finger attacked with a flower-picking move.

"Haha, it's interesting..." The old master squinted his eyes and smiled, neither dodging nor dodging. The moment Xuan Ci touched the old master, his fingers moved.

"Hit!"

Xuan Ci was delighted, but his body seemed to be shocked by electric shock. He was stunned and felt like he was in the same place, and a bone-thought-out pain surged from his body.

Looking down, I saw a finger pointing to his chest.

Click—

The sound of bone cracks sounded.

Abbot Xuanci fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

Moreover, this is not the weirdest thing. The weirdest thing is that the internal force in his body actually disintegrated instantly under this blow.

Of course, he knew that he had not been sacked, but his internal strength was broken.

"How is this possible!"

"Abbot!"

Seeing Xuanci kneeling on the ground.

The first seat of the DAMO Academy, a group of people roared angrily, looked at the old master who was walking over, and roared angrily, and took action one after another.

Eighteen bronze men, hundreds of monks, the first seats of each academies.

They all rushed over.

"Oh... it's a problem. The old Taoist just wants to read the book, but he doesn't know how to spread it. Besides, it's not in vain, so why bother..."

Looking at the Shaolin people rushing over, the old master shook his head, but there was no pause at all, as if nothing in this world could make him stop.

Swish-

In an instant, a devastating golden light aroused on the ground, covering the land in front of the Shaolin Sect's mountain gate, and golden silk threads that were experiencing life were dancing.

"Ah, ahhhh!"

Screams kept ringing, and some monks in the air flew up in pain.

The old master was just like walking in the garden, walking among the crowd flying upside down.

tread--

The old master stepped onto the Shaolin Sect's mountain gate with one foot, and behind him was a group of Shaolin Sect's people who were lying on the ground.

Stepping on—

The old master continued to move forward.

He had used his divine power to explore a person's memory, so he naturally knew how to get to the Sutra Pavilion.

Without the obstruction of Xuan Ci and others, the old master successfully arrived outside the Sutra Pavilion.

On the bed of clouds.

Su Chen looked at the light curtain, and the Shaolin Sect members fell to the ground and shook their heads, "Do whatever they want, Zhang Zhiwei, and he beat the entire Shaolin one by one.

...I wonder if the sweeping monk can hold on his hand with a move?"

Soon, Su Chen shook his head, "I guess he was the one who had been Zhang Zhiwei from the strange world before, he might have seen a wonderful contest, but now Zhang Zhiwei...

It is no longer something that people in the martial arts plane can deal with..."

Shaolin.

Sutra Pavilion.

Crunch-

The door of the Sutra Pavilion was pushed open.

"I didn't expect someone to peek here." Zhang Zhiwei stood downstairs, glanced at a place on the roof, then shook his head and smiled, ignored it, and was about to go in.

Swish-

Swish-

At this moment, a broom swept the floor and made a "swish" sound from behind.

"Ahem..."

An old cough sounded.

Turning around, he saw an old monk wearing blue clothes and holding a broom in his hand, slowly walking by as if he was about to go down.

The broom swept the fallen leaves on the ground one by one.

He seemed to have not seen the old master, and he still swept the ground on his own.

A gust of wind blew over the sycamore tree beside it, but a large piece of leaves fell.

However, the old monk kept sweeping tirelessly.

Hearing the movement behind him, the old master did not turn around, but the corner of his mouth moved slightly, closed his eyes, and smiled and said, "The fallen leaves return to their roots, this is the Tao...

...The monk was too persistent and was attached to appearances..."

After the words came, the sound of sweeping the floor behind him suddenly became quiet. The sweeping monk stopped. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes first, and then a smile appeared.

He raised his head, and did not turn back, and said:
Chapter completed!